Kian kept his eyes covered with his hand and dropped to the ground, feeling for his glasses. “I swear, I don’t mean to be looking. I just don’t know where my glasses are. But maybe that’s a good thing because I can’t see without them.” He abandoned searching for his glasses and crawled out of the door. I could hear his ragged breathing as he made it just out of sight. “Tell me when it’s okay to come back in.”
Kian you sweet innocent soul
